Sword comes

Chapter 513 Meet Me Cui Dongshan

Zhu Quan was silent for a long time, and then he opened his mouth as a joke: "Isn't it still a level behind? I really think I am a martial artist in the Wind Control State."

Chen Pingan, who did not have the sword fairy under his feet, stomped his feet lightly. The sea of ​​clouds was as solid as a white jade slab.

Zhu Quan said with a smile: "After saying it, I feel better in my heart."

Chen Ping hugged the back of his head, "It's much better."

Zhu Quan shook his head, "Say a few words, spit out a few breaths, you can't really do anything, if you continue like this, you will overwhelm yourself. A person's spirit is not about fisting, it's not about being tempered to the end. A grain of mustard seed, and then one punch can shatter the sky, and the long-lasting spirit must be upright. But there are some words, even if I say something that I think is good, I still have some back pain when I stand up and talk Just like this time chasing down Gao Cheng, if I, Zhu Quan, were at the same level of cultivation as you, I would have died dozens of times earlier."

Chen Pingan said sincerely: "That's why I admire Sect Master Zhu. The road is hard and the road is open."

There are not many cultivators standing on the top of the mountain who are willing to say to themselves that I was wrong and I owe you a big favor on the premise that I have done my best with all my heart.

Zhu Quan pulled out one hand and waved it big, "Stop sycophanting, I don't have many sets of pictures of goddesses in the gallery to give you."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I'll lie down for a while, Sect Master Zhu, don't think I'm disrespectful."

Zhu Quan stretched out his hand, "There is no Zhu Quan in the world who cannot be settled with a pot of wine."

Just as Chen Ping'an was about to take wine from the things close by, Zhu Quan stared and said, "It must be good wine and don't fool me with rice wine from the market. I, Zhu Quan, grew up on the mountain since I was a child, and I can't pretend to be ordinary people in the market. I will spend my whole life like a ghost valley near my house." The skeletons are exhausted, and there is no nostalgia”

Chen Ping'an was in a bit of a dilemma, there were not many winemakers in the fairy family, and Zhu Quan's style and style of begging for wine couldn't resist her reaching out several times.

But the wine still has to be taken, and not only that, Chen Pingan directly took three pots of fairy wine with different roots and feet, including Osmanthus brewed from Laolongcheng, Shuijing Xianren brewed from Fengweidu, and Ziliu Khan from Shujian Lake. Throwing a pot lightly, as expected, Zhu Quan first collected two pots and put them in his sleeves, a little embarrassed, "It's a bit too much, how can I be embarrassed."

Chen Pingan is lying on the sea of ​​clouds that looks like a jade slab, just like lying on the green bamboo corridor of Cuidong Mountain in the cliff academy. It is not his hometown, but it is also like his hometown.

It is indeed a bit tiring to leave the bone beach.

Zhu Quan sat next to him, gently placed the little girl in black beside him, and gently flicked his sleeves, letting the strong wind from the sky meet the pillar like water and bypass the little girl.

Zhu Quan drank the wine and said sadly: "If according to what you said earlier, if Gao Cheng knew that he would die, and held the idea of ​​burning jade and stone together, he would not hesitate to drag Jingguan City and Ghost Valley to be buried together, Muyi Mountain would have to be smashed. , the bone beach is almost destroyed, and the water transportation of the swaying river is bound to be implicated. In addition, the evil spirit of the ghost valley spreads all the way to the upper reaches. Tens of millions of people in those countries will die. Heaven and earth turned upside down."

Chen Pingan said: "It's not just one case, it's ten thousand."

Zhu Quan said with emotion: "Yes."

Chen Pingan said slowly: "Sect Master Zhu, do you know the daily flow of people in Mural City, the people in Naiheguan Bazaar, and the number of sects in Bone Beach?

Zhu Quan was stunned for a moment, "I know what to do, I really can't take care of it, I have to be a tortoise to practice, and I have to work hard to be the suzerain, it's very tiring."

Chen Pingan said: "When I passed by the bone beach, I saw it, calculated it, inquired about it, and read it in the book. So I know."

Zhu Quan said helplessly: "Chen Pingan, I'm not talking about you, what are you thinking all day long?"

Chen Ping put his hands under the back of his head, "After leaving Muyi Mountain, I saw everyone as Gao Cheng, and after arriving at Suijiacheng Ghost House, I saw everyone as Chen Pingan. So I am also very tired."

Zhu Quan wondered: "Then why did you come to Beiju Luzhou? This is a place where you like to kill someone. If you are so afraid of death, you can't come back at a higher level. And you still have too few ways to escape. The foundation is still that of a pure martial artist, so at most we can rely on a half-immortal soldier and a square-inch talisman to open a distance in an instant, but not to mention those of us who are in the upper five realms, earth immortals and Qi practitioners, who can run several times in one breath? Cub of Qianlilu. Once you can’t get close and quickly decide whether to win or lose, you will be exhausted.”

Zhu Quan slapped his head, "Forget it, pretend I didn't say it. You're a freak."

Wearing a magic robe, there are two fucking ones, hanging a raising sword gourd, hiding a flying sword that is not a natal object, and there are two fucking ones.

You can pretend to be a monk of the lower five realms, you can pretend to be a swordsman, or you can pretend to be a warrior of the four realms and five realms if you have nothing to do. , plus a square inch talisman and a few swords, the ordinary golden pills really can't hold the three axes of Chen Ping'an.In addition, this kid is really resistant to beatings, Zhu Quan's hands are itching a bit, a golden warrior from the Grand View Dynasty on the ferry, Chen Ping'an is like a little girl tickling him when beating him

Chen Pingan said suddenly: "In fact, I haven't reached the Golden Body Realm yet. Although I suffered heavy losses in the sea of ​​clouds in the city of Heavenly Tribulation and almost used up all my good talismans, I have greatly benefited from tempering my body. The bamboo building in my hometown is even better. After all, I was punched at my own home. It is inevitable that I still know that the other party will not really beat me to death. It will only hurt a little. It will not really die like I am trapped in the sea of ​​​​clouds. But even so , the distance from breaking the bottleneck of the golden body is still two points away. One is that I have not yet become a hero, and the other is that I have learned too many martial arts. The two meanings of exploding and opening a mountain with one punch lead to the same goal."

Zhu Quan said curiously: "You are still a martial artist of the sixth realm."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Zhu Quan laughed angrily and said, "Then why don't we all the warriors of the Seven Realms in Beiju Luzhou go to death?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "I can't say that, otherwise, except for Cao Ci, all the pure warriors below the mountain peak would die."

Zhu Quan took a sip of his wine, "Cao Ci has even heard of people like me, what's wrong, you know all of this."

Chen Pingan hummed and sat up, "On the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I lost three fights in a row."

Zhu Quan's eyes widened.

This time it was Chen Ping'an's turn to be a little embarrassed, "It's a bit embarrassing."

Chen Pingan quickly had firm eyes, a smile on his face, and the wind was blowing on his face, keeping the breeze on his sleeves, "It doesn't matter, the road of martial arts, as long as I don't get separated from the two realms by Cao Ci, as long as I stay within one realm, I will be fine." There is hope in my life to win it back”

Zhu Quan knew that he had misunderstood himself.Young warriors in the world, how many people can let Cao Ci accompany him to play three games in a row are like chess players in the world, with whom the Lord of Baidi City would like to play a few more games with, that Cui Chan who deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors.Of course, what was even more powerful was Qi Jingchun, a scholar who was able to make the lord of Baidi City leave the city and invite him to talk.It is true that there are few people in Wensheng's lineage, but all of them are powerful.Qi Jingchun survived the shocking catastrophe at the beginning, because the bone beach is located at the southernmost point of Luzhou in Beiju, and Dali is the northernmost point of Baopingzhou, Zhu Quan saw some clues on Muyi Mountain at that time.Besides, the sword cultivator who practiced the sword very late, had a long sword energy, and destroyed countless people, it is said that he visited the immortal overseas, far away from the human world, there used to be an overseas near the Luzhou territory of Beiju. At that time, he went to four sword immortals one after another, but After the three people behind asked about their swords, everyone was silent, except for the Jade Realm Sword Immortal who was the first to intercept him. The whole Beiju Luzhou yelled, "Don't go to Yupu Realm, the fairy starts!"

There are actually many stories about the disciples of Wen Sheng’s lineage. Compared with Kia’s Sheng lineage, which is full of talents and spectacular, it is almost regarded as the Wen Sheng’s line that has lost its popularity. There are few disciples, but there are many stories.And Beiju Luzhou is probably the continent that has the most favorable impression of Wensheng's lineage in the world.

The reason is very simple, you can fight.Zhu Quan especially admired that left and right, not nagging, that violent temper, tsk tsk tsk, even more Luzhou than Beiju Luzhou, a hero, I heard that he looks upright, looks very gentle, but he is called one who can fight, fight well The Sword Immortals in Beijuluzhou all felt that such people were not born in Juluzhou, and they were so withdrawn and didn't like the human world. It's a pity, otherwise they would be able to learn swordsmanship every day.

Zhu Quan chuckled and wiped his mouth. It would be great if he could see each other.

As for the kid next to him, he misunderstood, thinking that she was making fun of him for losing three games in a row, so he would lose face, so let him go.

Wait a minute

Zhu Quan turned his head stiffly, and said fiercely: "Chen Pingan, who do you say is your elder brother, Mr. Qi? Who is Mr. Qi?"

Damn it, she was a little overwhelmed by this kid's aura at first, a martial artist of the tenth realm owes favors, the student disciple is Nascent Soul or something, and there is another half-master who is messed up, or the peak martial artist of the tenth realm, has already let her My mind was a bit overwhelmed, and I was more worried that this kid's mood would collapse on the spot. At this moment, he finally came back to his senses, and Zhu Quan asked angrily: "Why are you so senior brother?"

The scholar in white blinked his eyes, "What is Zhu Zongzhu talking about while drinking and talking drunk?"

Zhu Quan stood up, with a smile on his face, and sat down beside Chen Pingan, and said in a low voice: "Let's discuss it, and turn around and ask your senior brother, um, the one who uses the sword. If you come to Muyishan as a guest, you will say someone If you want to invite him to drink, if you don’t want to go ashore and come to Muyi Mountain, it doesn’t matter, I can go to sea to find him, and then you Chen Ping’an will match up and make an appointment for you, and then I will ask Pang Shanling to accompany him, and I will stand beside him, let him Old Pang took the pen and drew a picture for the two of us, hey, I'm really embarrassed."

Chen Pingan rubbed his forehead.Sorry, just don't say it out loud.

Zhu Quan was angry, "Don't play dumb with me, just say a word, it's still very good."

Chen Ping rubbed his cheeks with both hands, it was really a headache, not to mention that this kind of thing is not something to joke about, so he said truthfully: "He didn't think he was qualified to be his junior brother, he said this in front of me. So I said earlier that I would ask for it, but I may not be able to ask for it."

Zhu Quan slapped him away, and Chen Ping'an leaned back. He waited for the arm to pass over his head before he straightened up.

Zhu Quan withdrew his hand resentfully, and said with a smile, "I'll return your wine to you, will it work?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "It's really not possible."

Zhu Quan slapped his knees, "Momochiji, no wonder the left and right refuse to recognize you as a little brother."

But until this moment, Zhu Quan understood somewhat.

Why would the young people around me say that to that big disciple of Guanzhu?

If Zuo Zuo came to Beiju Luzhou, he really wouldn't take a look at that Xiaoxuandu Guanyuanying Taoist priest, not even half a look.

It's not purely because of the disparity in realm. It's hard to say about other Middle-earth Sword Immortals, but for the left and right, if it's really not your Ascension Realm, I'll just take a look at you, and it's not like ordinary people don't take a look at you.

This is also the key reason why Beiju Luzhou Sword Cultivator particularly admires Left and Right.

Still xinxing.

Zhu Quan glanced at the sky, and said angrily: "No, I have to go. I said earlier that I was talking about some private matters. I never thought that I have stayed for so long. It's late. It's just my two respectable uncles and uncles. What's the matter?" I don't know the virtues, I wish that as long as a blind man is willing to marry me, they will clap their hands and applaud, maybe even shed some tears, and then offer up that man as a Bodhisattva. The look in my eyes, I don’t believe that I messed with you in the sea of ​​clouds, damn it, my old lady’s reputation will be ruined once, and the reputation of this old cow eating tender grass will surely spread throughout Muyi Mountain.”

Before Zhu Quan felt wronged, he saw that the young man was even more flustered than himself, so he quickly stood up, took two steps back, and said solemnly, "I implore Sect Master Zhu to be sure, must, must, must cut off these rumors." The signs of rumors, otherwise I will never go to Muyi Mountain in my life."

Zhu Quan was surprised, this kid is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he didn't even see him frowning when dealing with Gao Cheng, so his face turned pale at this moment

My old lady is just so pretty, okay, she doesn't look very good.

Before Zhu Quan reached out his hand, the little bastard immediately took out a pot of Xianjia wine, not only that, but also said: "I really don't have a few pots right now, I owe you first, I'll wait until I'm done walking in Beiju." Luzhou, you must bring more good wine to Sect Master Zhu."

Zhu Quan waved his hand, he had received three jugs of good wine, and he hadn't finished the jug in his hand yet.

Never thought that the man had already thrown the wine back, "Sect Master Zhu, I owe the rest first, and I will talk about it later when I have a chance to visit Muyi Mountain. If there is really no chance to visit Pimazong, I will ask someone to send the wine to Muyi Mountain."

Then he raised his hand, steered the sword fairy back to his feet, and ran away with the sword, very fast.

Zhu Quan gently picked up the little girl in black, and said puzzledly: "This kid is not short of girls who like him, and he is so assertive. He is young, and his abilities are really not small. Why is he still like this?"

Zhu Quan shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Gao Cheng had suffered such a big loss, and most likely the ghost valley would not be safe.

She rides the wind south.

As for some things, it's not that she doesn't want to say a few more words, it's that she can't.

The knot can only be solved by itself.

Especially the kind of people who seem to be the least like to be horny when dealing with people, but they just stick to the horns.

It's really incomprehensible.

Over there on the ferry.

With the sword behind his back, the white-clothed scholar landed on the railing, pointing his toes, his snow-white sleeves fluttering, and flew back to the room from the window, which closed by itself.

Ding Tong, who was still sitting motionless "watching the scenery", let go of his heartstrings, fell back and fell on the board of the boat.

The observation deck on the second floor was already empty. In fact, all the guests on the second floor had withdrawn to the house.

The ferry was even worried that it would be cut off suddenly with a sword, and then it would be gone.

The manager who sold the stack of mansion newspapers to the little water monster was not much more in a mood than Ding Tong.

Brothers and sisters.

The most terrifying thing is not that the young sword fairy has a high cultivation base.

It's unpredictable.

Otherwise, after a sword strike, life and death are all a matter of pleasure.That is to kowtow to beg for mercy and lose money and life.

But when you are a guy who can decide life and death at will, you are smiling like a father looking at a son, your words are as kind as brothers, and you have endless means that you can't think of.

what can you do and dare to do

The atmosphere on Wei Bai's side was dignified, and he fell into this predicament.

It stands to reason that the death of a great priest from the Tiejia Mansion is not a small loss for the Wei family as a whole, the death of a warrior with a golden body who was born in the battlefield, Wei Bai should weigh both sides, but in the house and When the old mama made a total calculation, it seemed that she hadn't been able to figure out a suitable countermeasure. It seemed that whatever she did or said, she might make mistakes and make mistakes, the consequences were unpredictable, and she might not even be able to get off the ferry alive. No matter how much Lupu stabilized the situation, he didn't do anything, and felt that he was looking for death.

There was a soft knock on the door.

The old nanny's face was extremely ugly.

Because she didn't notice any movement at all, the other party walked all the way without making a sound.

Compared with that guy, everyone in the room may not have a high level of cultivation, but since they can sit in this room today, they don't have a fuel-efficient lamp.

So everyone knows who is coming.

The young female cultivator named Qingqing in Chunlupu Zhaoye Thatched Cottage calmed down, not wanting to embarrass the man she liked, so she got up and went to open the door.

Wei Bai sighed, had already got up first, stretched out his hand to signal the young woman not to be impulsive, he went to open the door himself, bowed to a scholar and said, "Wei Bai of Tiejia Mansion, I pay my respects to Sword Immortal."

The white-clothed scholar held a folding fan and crossed the threshold with a smile, "Young Master Wei, you don't need to be so polite. If you don't fight, you don't know each other."

Hearing this sentence, the eyelids of everyone in the room trembled. When Wei Bai got up to greet him, they had already got up one after another, and apart from the old mother in Tiejiao Mansion and the young nun in Chunlupu, they all stayed away intentionally or unintentionally. A few steps away from the table, everyone held their breath and concentrated, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Wei Bai wanted to close the door gently.

But after the white-clothed scholar crossed the threshold, the door closed by itself.

Wei Bai withdrew his hand and followed the man towards the table.

When things came to an end, he was relieved instead.The most uncomfortable feeling is the feeling that the knife is pressed against the apex of the heart but does not move.

After the scholar in white took his seat, he picked up a teacup that was still facing down, and poured himself a cup of tea, "The tea around the village on the second floor tastes better."

After Wei Bai sat down, the old nun stood behind him, only the young nun from Chunlupu sat down with Wei Bai.

The white-clothed scholar casually pointed to a person, "Excuse me, go and call the person in charge of the ferry."

The man hurriedly bowed his head and bowed his head, not even daring to say anything, and immediately went out to call for someone.

With the door gently closed.

There was an uncomfortable silence in the room.

After a while, the white-clothed scholar said with a smile: "I happened to see the mountains and fields on the ground after I left the ferry."

Wei Bai knew it in his heart, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Master Liao can have a hearty exchange with Senior Sword Immortal, maybe he can return to Tiejia Mansion, and with a little self-cultivation, he will be able to break through the bottleneck and make great progress."

The young female cultivator in the Zhaoye Cottage may be the last person in the house who wants to understand the joint.

The rest of the people just understood the subtlety of this conversation a little later than Wei Bai.

I admire Wei Bai even more.

For some reason, the Sword Immortal gave the Wei family of Tiejiafu a step down, but at the same time, it was an invisible deterrent, another kind of aggressiveness.

I killed your golden body martial artist with one punch, and I still want to come to your house to drink tea. Do you, Wei Bai and Tiejiafu, want to settle accounts with me? But there is another kind of situation.It can be said that it is still difficult for Tiejiafu, at least for the moment, but in the future, God knows.

Wei Bai chose to walk down the steps, knocking out teeth and swallowing blood, but also took over the opponent's devious advances.

Then there was a soft knock on the door.

The man entered the house with the ferry steward.

The old mammy raised her eyebrows.

Good guy.

It was the young sword fairy who had figured it out.

It turned out that these words were not only for the young master, but also for the ferry.

As long as the young master is willing to calm things down, then the young Sword Immortal will become less sincere after listening to the harsh words.

After all, it would only be a joke if the Tieshang Mansion went to yell about my Jinshenjing surnamed Liao, who was not beaten to death, but if there was a ferry boat to help explain it, the face of the Tieshang Mansion would be better Of course, the young master can also take the initiative to find the ferry steward, hinting that the other party will definitely be willing to sell a favor to the Iron Mansion, but it will make the young master even worse.

Small things are small things, but if the little boy can see the big from the small, and see the small, then he can understand the third level of meaning.

Fighting, the Golden Body Wufu raised by your family, is what I punch.And I am also familiar with your temples and officialdom, you Wei Bai can't stand it even if you give face, you really have the right to tear your face with me, a foreign swordsman

The Iron Mansion may not be afraid of a sword repairer who only knows how to fight and kill.

As long as Beiju Luzhou has money, he can invite Jindan Sword Immortal to go down the mountain to "practice sword".

but.

The young sword fairy in front of him who likes to wear two magic robes is very smart.

The old mama was born as a demonic monk, and there is no distinction between good and bad in her eyes. Everyone in the world is only distinguished by strength or weakness.There are two types of power.One is destined not to be provoked, and the other is possible but best not to be provoked. The former is naturally stronger, but the latter will become the former at any time, and sometimes, it will even be more difficult to deal with.

In the final analysis, the Tiejia Mansion is still a secular dynasty's downhill forces. It is very familiar with the rules of the officialdom. The more so, it is actually not difficult to deal with those monks on the mountain who act neatly, especially the straight ones.The difficult ones are those genealogy masters who are more bent than officials.

The three great powers of the Daguan Dynasty, including the Wei family, are just because of their illustrious family backgrounds, but there are still a few seeds of reading, and the embryos of generals who died in silence.Many dissatisfied sons of the rich and powerful, it’s okay to be officials in Beijing. Once they are released as officials, they will become county officials or county magistrates. How does the nausea come from? There are so many tricks, playing around, cutting flesh with blunt knives.So these years, the Iron Mansion has spared no effort to protect Wei Bai, and there are even some rumors, fearing that the young master will suddenly die suddenly one day, and he will not even be able to find an enemy afterwards.

But in the past, every time the young master went out, it was the safest.The route is fixed, the retinue follows, and the immortal family responds.For this reason, many hidden hostile forces were also caught, and they followed the vines, allowing the Iron Mansion to take the opportunity to eliminate many hidden dangers, including temples, mountains, and rivers and lakes.

Only this time, it was a big surprise.

Now the ferry is still in the territory of a vassal state of the Daguan Dynasty, but the other party does not even sell the face of Tiejiao Mansion and Chunlupu. , I should understand it after listening.

The white-clothed scholar pointed at the table with his folding fan, "The steward of the ferryboat, we have done two transactions, what should we do so politely, sit down and drink tea."

The scholar in white casually wiped the folding fan horizontally, and the teacup slid to the side of the table in front of the steward of the ferry. Half of the teacup was outside the table, shaking slightly. The teacup, bent down, handed out the teacup with both hands, waited until the white-clothed sword fairy poured the tea, and then sat down.From the beginning to the end, there was not a single superfluous flattery.

Now that summer has not yet entered, this ferry boat of mine is already troubled.

The so-called two transactions, one is to pay to take the ferry, and the other is to buy and sell the mansion.

The scholar in white picked up the teacup, took a sip, gently placed it on the table, leaned back on the chair, opened the folding fan, and gently fanned the breeze.

Only then did Wei Bai raise his cup, drink slowly and put it down quickly, and the ferry steward followed Wei Bai, slowly lifting the teacup and drinking it quickly, and then held the cup with both hands without putting it down.

The white-clothed scholar smiled and said, "There's some misunderstanding, just let it go. When you're away from home, harmony makes money."

Wei Bai poured himself a cup of tea, filled it up, held the cup in one hand, held it empty in the other hand, and nodded with a smile: "Senior Sword Immortal rarely travels in the mountains and rivers. Instead of wine, I dare to punish myself with a glass."

The scholar in white nodded.

Wei Bai drank it down in one gulp.

Sweat dripped from the ferry steward's forehead.

He is a sea-observing monk, and he feels like sitting on pins and needles.

The scholar in white turned his head to look at the young female cultivator, "This fairy is"

After Wei Bai put down his teacup, he smiled and said, "It's Tang Qingqing, the only daughter of Immortal Master Tang in Zhaoye Caotang in Chunlu Garden."

The white-clothed scholar smiled and said, "Fairy Tang was the first person in the house who wanted to open the door to welcome guests. The beauty is so kind, Mr. Wei must not let you down."

Wei Bai smiled and nodded, "Just wait for the elders on both sides to nod."

The white-clothed scholar hummed, and said with a smile: "However, I guess it's okay to say at the thatched cottage, who doesn't like a son-in-law who rides a dragon like Mr. Wei, but General Wei is sad. After all, there are still some differences up and down the mountain. Of course. , It still depends on fate, it's not good to beat a mandarin duck with a stick, and a twisted melon is not sweet."

Wei Bai breathed a sigh of relief again.

Then Tang Qingqing was a little grateful.

The monks standing in the room who had good relations with Tiejia Mansion or Chunlu Garden were all covered by clouds and mist.In addition to the moment at the beginning, it can also make the onlookers feel vaguely murderous, and now it seems to be a common practice.

The scholar in white suddenly said, "Fairy Tang, you should know Senior Song Lanqiao Song."

Tang Qingqing hurriedly said: "Naturally, Captain Song is my father's brother, and they are all monks of the Chunlu Pulan generation."

The white-clothed scholar smiled and said, "That's good. I took Senior Song's ferry before, and I hit it off very well. I belong to Wangnian friends. It seems that this time I go to Chunlu Garden, I must bother Zhaoye Thatched Cottage."

Tang Qingqing smiled sweetly, "It is our honor for Senior Sword Immortal to be here in thatched cottage."

Even Wei Bai was a little jealous of Tang Qingqing's love.

The scholar in white suddenly asked: "Mr. Wei, the young sword fairy who passed by with a sword earlier said a lot of strange things, and even invited me to drink tea. What is his name?"

Wei Bai said: "If the younger generation is not mistaken, it should be the little master uncle of the Golden Crow Palace, Liu Zhiqing, Liu Jianxian."

Tang Qingqing nodded and said with a smile: "Every few years, this Golden Crow Palace Liu Jianxian will go to a mountain spring that he bought privately in our spring dew nursery in the early years to draw water for tea."

The white-clothed scholar suddenly said: "I read this paragraph in the book Chunludong in Chunlupu. It turns out that this great sword fairy is Liu Zhiqing from the Golden Crow Palace. Let me say hello, and when I get to Chunlu Garden, I can help myself earn some fame."

Wei Bai smiled as usual.

However, the corners of the old nanny's mouth twitched slightly.

The cup of Raocun tea that I haven't dared to finish yet is not bitter, but the steward of the ferryboat feels sad.

This sword fairy master, you cut down the thunder cloud of the Golden Crow Palace with a single sword, and Liu Zhiqing still kindly invites you to drink tea.

Do you want to be famous like this? Can we be a little more open-minded, please give me a hearty word from Master Sword Immortal, and stop tormenting people's hearts like this

The scholar in white turned his head, "This old lady seems to think that I am not qualified to drink tea with Liu Jianxian."

The old mother smiled and said: "Don't dare. The two swordsmen sat and drank tea next to the spring in the forest. It was a beautiful talk. The little book in the Spring Dew Garden will be reprinted this year."

The white-clothed scholar maintained that posture of turning his head and smiling.

The old mama's face became more and more stiff.

The scholar in white suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "I heard that in the Shanxia Dynasty, there is a saying that the master humiliated his officials and died."

The old mammy sullenly.

The white-clothed scholar said again: "About the beautiful talk, I also heard that there is also a story in the Daguan Dynasty. Back then, Mr. Wei saw a beautiful young man walking across the arch bridge on the snowy lake, and there was a young and beautiful maidservant beside him who smiled quietly. Mr. Wei asked her if she would I am willing to become a fairy couple with that young man, saying that a gentleman has the beauty of an adult, and the maid is speechless. After a while, an old woman plunders the lake and holds a box to give a gift to the young man. Dare to ask this old woman, what is in the box? Coming from a poor place, I'm very curious, I don't know what kind of valuables can make a young man so pale."

The old mammy had already prepared for the worst.

It's just a fight to the death, dragging the young master of Tiejiafu and Tang Qingqing of Chunlupu to death together, then she wants to see how this young sword fairy drinks that tea with Liu Zhiqing

But the white-clothed scholar had already turned his head, "No wonder the temple here is full of incense."

Wei Bai's body tensed up, and he squeezed out a smile and said, "I made Senior Sword Immortal laugh."

The white-clothed scholar got up slowly, and finally just patted the shoulder of the ferry steward with a folding fan, and then passed by, "Don't have a third deal. You walk a lot at night, and it's easy to meet people."

Tang Qingqing froze for a moment.

Isn't it easy to see ghosts?

The scholar in white went straight to the door, raised his arm, and shook the folding fan in his hand, "No need to give it away."

The door still opened by itself, and then closed by itself.

Wei Bai smiled wryly.

Do ghosts see people when they walk at night?

After a long silence.

After Wei Bai was roughly sure that that person could go back and forth on the ferry, he smiled and said to the old woman, "Don't mind. There are no taboos on the mountain, we can't envy you."

The old mammy nodded with a smile.

Wei Bai sneered in his heart.

You don't mind, I don't care if it's true or not.

but i don't mind

The faint murderous intent that your wife and aunt showed just now was aimed at that young sword fairy, but I, Wei Bai, am not stupid.

Whether a dog bites a man or a man beats a dog, nothing compares to the ferocity of a dog biting a dog to death.

After the white-clothed scholar returned to the house.

Start the six-step walking pile.

He stopped suddenly and came to the window. As night fell, he lightly jumped onto the side of the boat rail and walked slowly.

Just walked all night.

When the sun was setting out to sea, Chen Pingan stopped at the railing of the bow, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, dressed in a snow-white robe, bathed in the morning glow, like a golden god in the world.

At dusk, at the door of a shop in Qilong Lane, Longquan County.

A black charcoal girl was sitting at the door with a small bench, and Shi Rou in the shop occasionally glanced at the movement outside.

Pei Qian would often sit at the door and eat melon seeds, and Shi Rou knew that she was missing her master.

After Chen Ping went to Beiju Luzhou from the Niujiaoshan Ferry, Zhu Lian stared at the school for about ten years at first, and Pei Qian finally got used to his school life there, and would never Thinking of skipping class over the wall.

But even so, it didn’t stop. Zhu Lian once went to the school to inquire about the current situation of the teacher, and the result was half happy and half worried. The happy thing was that Pei Qian didn’t fight with anyone in the school, and there was no scolding. The old man was worried. They are also very helpless to Pei Qian. The little girl has no respect for the books of sages and sages. When she is in class, she sits meticulously by the window and silently draws little people on the corners of every page of the book. class, and then flicked through the books. An old master got the news, so he looked through all the books of Pei Qian, and the result was that he didn’t miss a single page. Those little people were roughly drawn. The branches should be the body and limbs. After closing the book, then flip the corner of the book, and then it is like a fairy painting, either the villain is punching, or the villain has an extra line, which should be regarded as practicing sword.

The old master didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the time, but he didn't lose his temper immediately. He started to ask Pei Qian about her homework and asked her to recite passages from books. She never thought that the little girl could recite verbatim.The old master gave up and just reminded her not to draw ghosts on the books of sages and sages. Later, the little girl did not know where to buy some books outside of school.

When get out of class was over, I would occasionally go to the bottom of the tree alone to catch an ant and come back, put it on a small piece of snow-white rice paper, with one arm in front of the table and a pen in the other, and draw horizontal and vertical lines on the paper to block the ant's escape route. She can draw a whole sheet of rice paper, like a maze, the poor ant is going around in the maze.Since Mr. Chen of Longweixi had told all the masters to treat Pei Qian as an ordinary child from Longquan County, all the boys in the school, big and small, only knew this little Heitan, who lived in Qilong Lane. At Sui’s shop, she doesn’t speak unless it’s a question and answer with her teacher. She almost never talks to anyone in the school every day. She goes to get out of class twice in the morning and evening. She likes to walk on the stairs on Qilong Lane, and she likes to walk sideways. In short, she is a very weird guy, and her classmates are not too close to her.

As the school got along for a long time, some news spread, saying that this black charcoal girl was a money addict, and she would do business with people every day at the New Year's Eve shop and help the shop earn money.It should be a fatherless and motherless person, just hang out with the bad old man who is the shopkeeper in the shop.

Then there is Meng Tong who swears that he has seen this little Heitan with his own eyes earlier, and he likes to compete with the big white geese in the streets.Mengtong, who is near Qilong Lane, said that every morning when he was in school, Pei Qian deliberately crowed like a rooster, which was very noisy and bad.Some people also said that after Pei Qian bullied the big white goose, he would fight with the big rooster at the northernmost part of the town, yelling about eating my whirlwind leg, or squatting on the ground and punching the big rooster , is not crazy.

After Zhu Lian went to the school once, he came back to the shop and had a chat with Pei Qian. Pei Qian finally stopped drawing villains on books and building houses for ants on rice paper.

It was just that after school, in a secluded corner near Qilong Lane, dipped in mud and water, made little clay figurines by himself, lined up troops, and directed the two sides to fight each other. Little clay figurines, every time a fight is over, she calls back and hides those little figurines nearby.

Shi Rou saw it, and talked to Zhu Lian in private, and Zhu Lian said it was nothing to worry about.

But then there were two things. The first thing was that one day after Pei Qian finished copying the book, he rushed to become the general of the autumn soldiers on the battlefield, but he came back soon.

When Shi Rou asked, Pei Qian was depressed, standing on the stool behind the counter, put his head on the counter, and said that it was raining heavily a few days ago, and soldiers from both armies were killed in battle.

This made Shi Rou a little worried. With Pei Qian's shrewdness, how could those belongings be damaged by the rain, but then Zhu Lian still said to let her go.

But for the second matter, Zhu Lian also frowned. After receiving Shi Rou's news, he made a special trip to Qilong Lane from Luoba Mountain.

Shi Rou told him that one day after school, Pei Qian dragged a dead white goose by its neck, carried it back to the Qilong Lane shop, and then buried the goose in an unknown place.

Pei Qian was copying books alone in his room.

Zhu Lian was standing at the door of the shop, Shi Rou said that Pei Qian didn't want to say anything, and she went to inquire about the news herself.

On the way back from school, Pei Qian was stopped by a woman in the street. She said that it must be Pei Qian who killed the white goose at home and scolded her a lot. After Pei Qian avoided it, he just said that it wasn't her doing.In the end, Pei Qian took out a bag of money from his own house, and gave the two pieces of silver and all the copper coins that he had saved so hard to the woman, saying that she could buy the dead white goose, but She didn't hit the big white goose.

Shi Rou was worried, and asked Zhu Lian what to do, and if he wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Pei Qian.

At that time, Zhu Lian turned his back to the counter and faced the road of Qilong Lane. He said that it was possible to talk, but it was useless. What kind of temperament is Pei Qian?

Shi Rou came up with an idea, saying that she would talk to the woman herself, and then use some means to find out the naughty child at the school, and ask both parties to apologize to Pei Qian.

In the end, Zhu Lian, who always had a hippie smile on his face, swears. There is a fart, is it just a matter of business?

Shi Rou's face turned pale with fright.

But in the end Zhu Lian stood at the door for a long time, and just quietly returned to Luopo Mountain without doing anything.

After that, Pei Qian had nothing to worry about. He obediently went to the school to listen to the masters' lectures, left early and returned late, and was punctual. Then whenever he was free, he would help with business at the shop, copy books, and leave. Zhuang, practicing her crazy swordsmanship, but this kind of reassurance made Shi Rou even more uneasy.

Shi Rou would rather Pei Qian slap down that market lady, or quarrel with some old master at the school.

But Pei didn't have any money.

At that moment, Shi Rou realized that it wasn't just whether Chen Pingan was in Luopo Mountain, but two Luopo Mountains.

And whether he is by Pei Qian's side or not is two Pei Qian.

Fortunately, Pei Qian would still be like today, sitting alone at the door of the shop with a bench in his hand, eating melon seeds, babbling alone and looking up at the end of the alley from time to time.

At this time, Pei Qian would be more familiar to Shi Rou.

On this day, Pei Qian just picked up a bench and walked back to the backyard of the shop, intending to practice the crazy swordsmanship that was almost perfect, when he heard the old cook shouting from the shop in front: "The money-losing goods come out soon!"

Pei Qian ran out angrily with a trekking stick in his hand, "Old cook, are you looking for a fight?"

When Pei Qian walked to the front of the shop, he saw a little girl with arms crossed standing beside the old cook. She stood on the threshold with a sullen face, looking at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment, and said solemnly: "Who is this, old cook, your illegitimate daughter who wandered away and finally found it for you?"

Zhu Lian cursed to get the hell out, and patted the head of the little girl standing on the threshold, "Her name is Zhou Mili, and she was sent by your master from Beiju Luzhou."

Pei Qian clapped his hands with his fists and his eyes sparkled: "Master is really amazing, now he can pick up girls not only for money."

The little girl in black frowned and raised her eyebrows slightly, she tilted her head and squinted at the little Heitan who was not too tall.

Pei Qian's eyes widened, and then he smiled and said, "I'll treat you to boiled fish tonight, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Pei Qian made a knife with the palm of one hand and a chopping board with the palm of the other hand. He raised and lowered the knife back and forth at a dizzying speed, and then made an aggressive sound on his mouth. After finishing work, he sank into his dantian and said in a deep voice : "My saber technique is second in the world, only slightly inferior to my master"

Then she spread her hands, "Have you ever eaten such a big fish? Have you ever eaten such a big crab?"

Zhou Mili immediately didn't dare to pose with her arms crossed over her chest again, her face was wrinkled, her face was covered with sweat, and her eyes rolled sharply.

Shi Rou smiled, as expected of a little fish monster.

Zhou Mili had an idea, and said in awkward Dali official dialect: "Your master asked me to help deliver a message, saying that he misses you very much."

Pei Qian's eyes suddenly lit up, and the little girl in black hurriedly jumped off the threshold, a little scared.

Pei Qian picked up the trekking stick leaning on his shoulder again, swaggered to the threshold, looked at the little girl in black with a benevolent look, reached out and touched her little head, and said with a smile: "Hey It’s not tall, it’s a short winter melon that has grown for hundreds of years, it’s all right, I won’t look down on you, I, Pei Qian, as the master’s first disciple, am not the kind of person who judges people by their appearance.”

Zhou Mili learned the Dali official dialect all the way. Although he didn't speak it smoothly, he could understand everything.

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "I will hand over Zhou Mili to you in the future. This is what you mean. If you are not happy with what you say, I will lead Zhou Mili back to Luopo Mountain."

Pei Qian twitched the corners of his mouth and squinted at the old cook, "Of course the master is the biggest. From now on, I will take care of this little winter melon. I'll take her to eat."

Zhou Mili immediately shouted: "As long as you don't eat fish, you can do anything."

Pei Qian smiled and rubbed the head of the little girl in black, "You're so cute."

Zhu Lian left.

Shi Rou lay on the counter and enjoyed herself.

After that, there was a little girl in black at the Qilong Lane shop.

Then the dog would come here often, and every day when the school was about to finish its day of schoolwork, Zhou Mili would squat with it at the gate to welcome Pei Qian back to Qilong Lane.

One day, Pei Qian ran out and saw Zhou Mili holding a trekking stick in his arms, and the dirt dog lying on the ground. Pei Qian knelt down, grabbed the dog's mouth, and twisted it, "Said, Is there anyone bullying Little Winter Melon today?"

The dog that has grown up has the heart of wanting to die.

What did I say?

With a flick of his wrist, Pei Qian turned the dog's head in another direction, "Don't say you want to rebel"

Zhou Mili said timidly, "Master, no one bullies me anymore."

Pei Qian nodded, let go of his hand, and slapped the dog's head, "How did you become the left guardian of Qilongxiang? If you don't know how to make progress, it's useless. There is only one right guardian in Qilongxiang."

Zhou Mili immediately stood up straight, stood on tiptoes, and firmly grasped the trekking pole with both hands.

They crossed the streets and alleys together, ran back to Qilong Lane, and dashed down the steps. As a result, a white dress fell from the sky, with its sleeves billowing and hunting, and landed on the ground in a golden rooster's independent posture, with one arm in front of its body, one hand in both hands. Put your fingers together and point to the sky, "If you want to live from now on, leave money to buy roads"

The dirt dog turned around and ran away with its tail between its legs.

Zhou Mili was a little nervous, and tugged on Pei Qian's sleeve beside him, "Master, who is so fierce."

She didn't think that the other party must be such a powerful villain, but she looked at his brain and was tall. If he injured herself and the elder sister by relying on his strength, she couldn't make sense.

However, she saw Pei Qian's serious face, and Pei Qian said slowly: "He is a big devil with a great reputation in the Jianghu. It’s a little difficult to get up, just stand behind me, don’t worry, this dragon riding lane is covered by me, and outsiders are not allowed to play wild here to watch me take the dog’s head on him.”

Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took a step back.

Then she saw Pei Qian jump down with one hand in his hand, just landed next to the man in white, and then swept out with a row of alpine sticks.

Zhou Mili's eyes widened, what's the matter, the sweeping of this stick is a bit slow, not as fast as ants moving their nests.

And the man in white leaned back slowly, and slowly raised his two big snow-white sleeves, like two pieces of rice paper slowly rolled out.

Just dodged the sweep of the walking stick.

Then you come and go, it's still frighteningly slow, you stick a stick, I lift my foot, Zhou Mili feels that he can almost finish the trip to Qilong Lane.

Zhou Mili almost squeezed her two eyebrows together at this moment, she really didn't understand.

In the end, Pei Qian and the man in white, who was so good-looking and had a problem with his brain, stopped almost at the same time, and they both made a movement of sinking their dantians.

Pei Qian hummed, "A master can stand against my set of six moves of crazy swordsmanship, which is more than enough to defeat invincible opponents in all corners of the country."

The man in white also nodded, "Indeed."

Zhou Mili was a little confused and scratched his head.

Then the man in white smiled brightly and said: "You are Zhou Mili, right? My name is Cui Dongshan, you can call me little brother."

Zhou Mili quickly got up, ran down the steps, and stretched his neck to look at the person who called himself Cui Dongshan, "Chen Pingan said you can bully people, I don't think so."

The man waved his sleeves, raised his orchid fingers, covered his face with one hand, and said "coyly", "My husband is the best at making jokes."

The corner of Zhou Mili's mouth twitched, and he turned to look at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian kicked Cui Dongshan's calf, "Be serious, don't disgrace my master."

Cui Dongshan coughed twice, squatted down, and said with a smile, "Just stand."

Zhou Mili blinked her eyes.

The man stretched out a finger and gently touched her forehead.

Zhou Mili was dizzy, just feeling a little sleepy.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Mili felt a tingling pain between his brows, and then nothing happened.

The man had already stood up, gently patted Zhou Mili's head with one hand, and said with a smile, "It's all right. Let's go back to the shop together."

Pei Qian frowned and said, "Be careful, this is something my master told you."

Cui Dongshan stood sideways with the two little girls who were walking together after holding the hand, and said helplessly: "I know. Let's go."

In front of Qilong Lane, two little girls are exactly the same, swaggering.

This is called walking arrogantly, and the demon is flustered.

Pei Qian was really kind to Zhou Mili, and took out a talisman that he treasured, spit on it, and slapped it on Zhou Mili's forehead.

Cui Dongshan walked slowly behind the two little girls, looked at them, and smiled.

The brilliance of the sun and the moon.

The light of rice grains.

Then Cui Dongshan took the back hand, gently raised it, and between his fingers, he caught a black as ink remnant of the soul.

Cui Dongshan twitched the corners of his mouth, "I'm sorry, but if you meet me, Cui Dongshan, you'll be bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Chunlupu Ferry.

After Song Lanqiao, who was in charge of the Shimen ferry, received a message from Tang Qingqing's flying sword at the Zushitang, Yuanying Patriarch and Zushitang unanimously decided to let him not have to look after the ferry for the time being, and stay in Chunlupu in the near future. It would be better for Song Lanqiao to personally receive the young sword fairy from Bone Beach until the end of the spring banquet. If the young sword fairy surnamed Chen is willing to stay in the spring dew garden to enjoy the scenery, it will be better.

Song Lanqiao had been waiting at the ferry for nearly an hour, but he was still in a good mood. He greeted familiar faces with a sincere smile.

The stewards of the ferry boats in the world are all poor people on the road of practice. It is better to be an abandoned son than an abandoned son, and Song Lanqiao is no exception.Except for his benefactor, even though most of the other elders in the Patriarch Hall and honored guests are on the same level as Song Lanqiao, some of them are just a generation higher than him. But I really don’t want to see him. Firstly, he comes from the same family and has different backgrounds. Secondly, the income from the ferry all year round, the exotic flowers, plants and beautiful trees produced in the Jiamu Mountains, the fairy money has never been in his hands. On the ferry, there will be special Zushitang's confidant is responsible for handing over the powers of the immortal families in various places. He just gets a little bit of leftovers and cold dividends as the captain of the ship. There are not a few days of comfortable days.

A ferry slowly landed, and then in the unusually prosperous Chunlupu Fushuidu, all the ferries of all sizes from all over Luzhou in Beiju discovered a strange thing.

None of the passengers on that ferry went down against the wind, and no one jumped off. Without exception, they all walked off the ferry honestly on two legs. Not only that, after getting off the boat, one by one It looked like he had escaped from death.

Chen Ping got off the ferry, and the group of Wei Bai and Tang Qingqing from Tiejiafu followed, but they were separated by dozens of steps.

Seeing the increasingly enthusiastic Song Lanqiao, Chen Ping smiled and was led to a beautiful place in the Jiamu Mountains with a smile by the golden elixir of the Spring Dew Garden. Among the bamboo sea.

The two took a talisman boat to the residence. The bamboo sea stretched, the green was faint, and the aura was abundant, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

The "Zhouzi Zhouzi" of that small boat is a young woman. On the small boat, there are complete tea sets. She kneels at one end of the small boat and is skilled in making tea.

Song Lanqiao and Chen Pingan drank tea and enjoyed the scenery together. Song Lanqiao introduced architectural shops, mountain caves and scenic spots along the way.

The Jiamu Mountains cover a vast area, and the talisman boat sailed for about half an hour before entering the realm of the Bamboo Sea, where the aura is far superior to other places, and it took about a quarter of an hour before it stopped beside the gazebo in the Bamboo Sea on the top of the mountain.

Chen Pingan showed up this time, no longer wearing a bamboo box, wearing a bamboo hat, holding a walking stick, even the sword fairy has been put away, just a sword gourd hanging from his waist, holding a Yuzhu folding fan, elegant in white clothes, elegant According to people.

The girl Zhouzi from Chunlu Garden, who has cultivation aptitude but not high, stood beside the small boat, smiling sweetly, but along the way, except for the words of offering tea, there was no sound.

Chen Ping approached, holding a snowflake coin with both fingers, the female nun seemed a little surprised, hesitated for a moment, then quickly reached out, Chen Pingan let go of her fingers, gently dropped the snowflake coin into her palm, and then I said thank you.

Song Lanqiao saw that the woman seemed a little nervous, and said with a smile: "Just accept it, the dead rules elsewhere don't count here in Zhuhai."

When Chen Pingan and Song Lanqiao walked towards the mansion, they said doubtfully, "Senior Song, but I have broken the rules of Chunlupu's mountain gate."

Song Lanqiao shook his head and said with a smile: "There are rules and regulations in other mansions in the Jiamu Mountains to entertain guests. Zhouzi is not allowed to collect rewards from guests, but when it comes to Zhuhai, it's free. If Mr. Chen is willing, he can give a Xiaoshu money, and It’s definitely all Zhouzi’s private money, and Chunlupu will never take a cent of it.”

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Slapping a swollen face to pretend to be a fat man is unacceptable."

The farewell spring banquet will be held three days later.

Just before the summer solstice.

And Song Lanqiao said that after summer, there will still be an antler banquet, but it is not as large as the previous market, so now the ferry boats come more and more often, after all, spring is the most important thing in Chunlu Garden.

The two walked slowly in the bamboo forest path.

Then came to a secluded house with a plaque of "Awakening Insects", and entered the courtyard three times.

There are six mansions in Chunlupu named after the six solar terms in spring, the most noble, and three of them are located in this bamboo sea. However, among them, the "Qingming" mansions are generally not preferred by guests, because the name is not special after all. Jiqing, but the masters of Taoism who visit Chunlu Garden prefer to choose this house to stay.In fact, before and after the Spring Festival Banquet, the ownership of these six houses is a headache for Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall. To give it to someone or not to someone else, a careless act, is a bad thing that will cause resentment.

In fact, there is also the most honored "Lichun" mansion. A distinguished guest of Yuanying just left in the past two days, and it is temporarily vacant. After discussing with the hall, they felt that this house was too close to the Yuying Cliff, and it was inappropriate for the little master and uncle of the Golden Crow Palace to draw water and make tea there.If there is a fight, good things will turn into disasters.

When discussing this matter, a large group of elders and priests who had their nostrils turned upside down solemnly asked Song Lanqiao for their opinions.

This made Song Lanqiao feel a little elated, but after all, he was an old Jindan, so he would not show the slightest complacency, but was more respectful than before, and dealt with it impeccably.

Things on the mountain, the most important thing is a long flow of water.

There are too many people who are proud of today and frustrated tomorrow.

Song Lanqiao entered the Jingzhe mansion, but didn't stay long, and quickly left.

Inside the house were two young female cultivators with outstanding looks, and one of them was actually a direct descendant of a Chunlupu Jindan cultivator.

They are routinely responsible for serving as temporary maids for residents.

Chen Pingan was so awkward that when he sent Song Lanqiao to the door, he directly asked if he could dismiss the two daughters.

Song Lanqiao laughed and said: "Mr. Chen, you are the number one guest of our Chunlu Garden, of course you can do this, but those two girls will definitely die when they turn around."

Chen Pingan sighed, shook the folding fan, and said nothing more.

Song Lanqiao said softly: "Our ancestor originally wanted to greet Mr. Chen in person, but just happened to have some accidents in the preparation of the resignation spring banquet, and she had to arrange it herself. I can't get away, so I have to let Mr. Chen and I confess."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Tan Patriarch is really too polite."

After Song Lanqiao left, when Song Lanqiao disappeared at the end of the bamboo forest path, Chen Pingan did not return to the mansion immediately, but began to wander around.

When Chen Pingan returned to the mansion, he saw Liu Zhiqing of the Golden Crow Palace standing at the door, looking like a teenager, with a golden hairpin on his head, and a jade tree facing the wind.

The two young female cultivators stood by, their eyes were gentle, not only the admiration that female cultivators had for the sword fairy, but also the admiration that female cultivators had for handsome men.

Chen Pingan smiled.

People are more popular than dead people.

If that student of mine stood here, he guessed that these two Chunlupu female nuns would no longer have Liu Jianxian in their eyes.